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Taking Chances, by E. L. Van Hine and L.H. Nicoll
MaineWriter:
I love Ellery's expressions, "Christ on a crutch." LOL, where do these come from?
From Chapter 44:
Ennis waited for a few minutes, watching him eat, then got up and peered out the front window, the sun now casting long shadows from the hedges.
“If he’s gonna come he’s gonna come Ennis. We’ll deal with it when it happens.”
“You really don’t mind if I punch him again?”
Ellery came out to the living room and sidled up, running an appreciative hand over the seat of Ennis’s new Wranglers, squeezing slightly. “He’s a jealous bitch of a man, Ennis, an I ain’t gonna have him runnin ya off. Sure. Punch him as much as ya like. Just don’t get any important parts damaged in the process.” He slid another hand up Ennis’s chest and then down, giving his crotch a little squeeze. “If the coast is clear, I think I’m done with dinner.”
Ennis tore his eyes away from the window, taking a deep breath, and grabbed Ellery with both hands. “Yer rilin me up again boy.”
“Good deal, that was the plan.” And he tilted his head down slightly for the hard kiss he knew was coming next.
L
MaineWriter:
I had forgotten just how much Bill was around in the first book. I remembered all the phone calls, of course (morning, noon, and night) but he was also showing up on Ellery's doorstep on a regular basis, like this exchange from Chapter 45:
“Ellery... I think we got ta talk about this. You know how I feel about you.”
“Yeah, you feel like you own me body an soul an bank account an I can’t have a fuckin life a my own an yer way a showin it was to destroy every lick a trust I ever had in you as a man by gettin some boy whore ta screw in my very own home. That I will forgive you for maybe in about 50 years or so.”
A small pause. “That was stupid a me, Ellery an I’m damn sorry.”
“It is way too late fer sorry, Bill. Any feelin I had for you died that day, an that was a long fuckin time ago. And it ain’t gonna happen. Not today, not next week, not in six months.”
“You don’t understand El, just listen. I can’t get over you. I can’t just let this drop, seein you get all moon eyed over some two bit ranch stiff with long legs an big brown eyes, it ain’t right. We should be together.”
“Bill, you are truly pissin me off. What part a it ain’t gonna happen didn’t you get?”
“El, we was meant ta be together. This guy can’t mean this much ta you, come on now.”
Ennis had heard enough. He hurriedly wiped himself dry and slipped on his drawers and his new denims, making a point to put on his new white shirt as well, tucked it neatly, combed his fingers briefly through his hair and then came out to the door.
Bill hesitated when he saw Ennis and fell back a step as if expecting him to throw a punch. “We got ta try, El, we got ta work somethin out.”
“You ain’t listenin Bill. He said it was over an done an its over an done,” Ennis said, his voice cold.
Bill pointed, accusingly, at Ennis and looked beseechingly at Ellery. “What has he got I ain’t got? He’s a skinny, poor, broke down ranch stiff!”
Ennis gave Bill a warning look, eyes flashing, and felt a little better able to face that pointing finger in new, good fitting clothes.
“He’s a grownup, Bill. Yer a child. Furthermore, yer a child who won’t take no for an answer, and I ain’t a bowl a dessert. Now you get two choices, Bill. You can drive outta here right now and don’t call or come back and bother me, or I can have Lewis come down an take you into custody for harrassment and I can get a restrainin order tomorrow morning. Your choice Bill, before Ennis here gets a fist made.”
L
David:
All I can say to Ennis is......"Duck!"
Beware the fist that incures the fistula!
Damn legbone....
louisev:
--- Quote from: DavidinHartford on December 12, 2006, 08:05:16 pm ---All I can say to Ennis is......"Duck!"
Beware the fist that incures the fistula!
Damn legbone....
--- End quote ---
damn legbone indeed, because this is about the time the legbone is incurred!
mariez:
"Bill pointed, accusingly, at Ennis and looked beseechingly at Ellery. “What has he got I ain’t got? He’s a skinny, poor, broke down ranch stiff!”
"Why, he's got Mr. Coyote, Bill, that's what!" ;D
(But I guess even Ellery doesn't know that yet, does he?) But he will soon enough!
Reading with 20/20 hindsight is a different experience - but fun! Takes away some of the suspense - but the upshot is that I concentrate more on smaller details!
Thanks - Marie
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